Riley pulled back from his mouth. “I want to see you,” he said, his hands tugging Jason’s t-shirt up, until Jason got the hint and pulled it over his head.
He had no time to feel self-conscious before Riley started exploring him, his long fingers light on Jason’s chest, brushing over his nipples. Jason was trembling deep inside as Riley made little circles with the back of his knuckles below his navel, just above the waistband of his jeans. He’dneverknown it would feel this way, to be touched by someone.
And he was standing there, instead of making Riley feel as—oh,God,as good as Riley was making him feel right now. But he didn’t know what to do. If he clutched Riley and drew him close, it would stop Riley touching him the way he was. And what if Riley didn’t like that? He was trembling under Riley’s touch, uncertain, paralyzed by how badly he didn’t want to mess this up.
“I don’t—I haven’t—” he stumbled, cheeks aflame in excruciating embarrassment.
Riley looked up at him. The darkness in his eyes slowly cleared to be replaced by utter shock as his hand stilled on Jason’s skin. If he didn’t want this so damn badly, Jason would have looked away in shame.
“You—really?”Riley asked. Although he was obviously stunned, there was no mockery there. At least, Jason didn’t think there was. “Hey,” he said softly, reaching up and pressing a quick kiss on Jason’s lips. “If you don’t want—”
“Ido,” Jason bit out, because he’d never wanted anything so much in his life.
“Thank God for that,” Riley said, with a half laugh. But his eyes were soft, not mocking. Hemeantit. And he kept his eyes on Jason’s as he flicked open the button on Jason’s jeans and drew the zipper down.
“Tell me if this is going too fast,” he said.
“Okay,” Jason said, strangled.
Riley’s gaze dropped to where Jason’s jeans were open, his cock pressing against the front of his boxers, and then his hand was on Jason, through the cotton. Jason whimpered and clutched at Riley, burying his face in his neck and drawing in ragged, helpless breaths.
As Riley started to stroke him through his underwear, Jason licked the sweat on Riley’s neck, nipping at the skin that was so tempting, and Riley jolted.
“Sit down,” he said, his voice rough.
Jason stumbled back a few steps until the bed met the backs of his knees and he sat heavily, his heart hammering. His whole body thrummed with the need to move, to touch, todo something—but Riley was there, kneeling in front of him, all slow focus and steady hands.
He started tugging at Jason’s shoelaces, and Jason could only stare, lightheaded.
“I learned the hard way,” Riley said, flashing him a crooked grin as he worked. “Nothing worse than trying to wrestle your jeans off with your damn shoes still on.”
Jason tried to laugh but only managed a croak. His throat was dry, his head pounding with each fast heartbeat.
Riley rose to his feet, pulling his shirt over his head in one fluid movement. Jason drank in the way his skin looked, almost golden in the low lamplight. He reached out, but Riley was already moving, kicking off his boots and shucking out of his jeans and underwear with impatient hands, almosttooquickly because Jason wanted a moment to take in the way those dark blue boxer briefs clung to him.
And then the briefs were gone, and Riley was just there, the kind of beauty that stole the air right out of Jason’s lungs. He’d thought he was ready for this, but nothing could have prepared him for the reality of Riley, naked, hard, and right in front of him.
Jason scrambled up the bed, giving Riley room, his heart hammering wildly. Riley laughed under his breath, a delighted sound, as he joined Jason on the bed. Leaning over him, he kissed him again, and Jason melted into it. He was still floating somewhere in a haze of want when Riley pulled back, just long enough to finish undressing Jason, the scrape of denim over his thighs, his hands stripping him of his underwear until Jason was naked.
Riley sat back on his heels a moment and justlooked.Jason wanted nothing more than to drink in the sight of Riley, fully naked and hard, but this was too much, he was too exposed. For a heartbeat, he wanted to cover himself, to hide.
Somehow, Riley got it, because he lay down beside Jason again and kissed him, gently this time. “You’re okay,” he said, and it was what Jason needed to hear. Not a question, but reassurance.
And then the kiss deepened, Jason clutching at Riley until he moved on top of Jason, his weight holding him down as Jason gasped and arched up at the feel of Riley’s cock, so hot and hard against his.
“God,” he said, and then all he could do was whimper. Because everything he’d dreamed of, however he’d thought it would be—it was nothing likethis.Naked, with Riley, and they were moving together, and it was so good, and Jason could feel it building at the base of his spine. He spread his legs a little wider, hooked his ankles over Riley’s legs, and the heat was gathering fast, too fast—
He came, and it was better than it hadeverbeen, a juddering climax that whited out the room.
When he came back to himself, Riley was looking down at him, stroking back the hair from his face.
Oh, God. Jason had ruined everything. He’d come way too soon, and Riley hadn’t, and—
“Fuck.” Riley’s voice was hoarse as he leaned down and kissed Jason, his tongue slowly teasing into his mouth. Then Riley pulledback and stared down at him again, his eyes dark. “Do you haveanyidea how you look when you come?”
The apology that was on Jason’s lips stilled. Maybe—maybe it was okay that he’d been so fast on the trigger.
“I love that I can make you lose it like that,” Riley murmured, mouth against Jason’s ear as he pressed him down into the mattress with his body, skin to skin. He made a low sound in his throat when Jason touched his hip, like he’d done something right, somethinggood.
